Otatso Wetlands the time's come to play

Ah, so you're a.. A fighter too, He drawled sorely. He hardly looked upon the girl as she showed off her war wounds, but he did chuckle softly; attempting to make nice with the girl for what it was worth. Would he behave like this with Maera too? Would everything hurt and get all muddied up together?

You could probably fight me and win. At least right now. Hah.

Do you... Enjoy it? Fighting. He didn't wait for an answer though, and continued on, his mind roaming. I do. Or rather, used to... Didn't fight well this time, so I don't think I like it anymore. But fighting was a part of life. A very important one to Njal, at least prior to the rise of his family and the subsequent pain that it brought. He felt directionless, and not like himself at all.